You were dying, to say the least. Okay, maybe you were being a little dramatic. After one of Chris’ challenges, you felt extremely ill, so you had to take the day off. You sat in your bed in the cabin, coughing and throwing up every so often.

“Don’t be dramatic, you don’t feel that bad.” Noah sighs, feeling your forehead for a temperature, which you had. Noah decided that he’d look after you - only because he didn’t want to do todays sports challenge, of course.